A thrilling and truthful history of the pony express; or, Blazing the westward way, and other sketches and incidents of those stirring times . ad, and the young riderknew that a death struggle was athand. He did not check his horse,but kept his eyes alternately upon thepass and the chief. The other Indi- ans he did not then take into consid-eration. At length that happenedfor which he had been looking. When the chief saw that he wouldcome out of the race some thirtyyards behind his foe, he seized his bowand quick as a flash had fitted anarrow for its deadly ifight. But inthat instant Cody had
A thrilling and truthful history of the pony express; or, Blazing the westward way, and other sketches and incidents of those stirring times . ad, and the young riderknew that a death struggle was athand. He did not check his horse,but kept his eyes alternately upon thepass and the chief. The other Indi- ans he did not then take into consid-eration. At length that happenedfor which he had been looking. When the chief saw that he wouldcome out of the race some thirtyyards behind his foe, he seized his bowand quick as a flash had fitted anarrow for its deadly ifight. But inthat instant Cody had also acted, anda revolver had sprung from his beltand a report followed tlie touching ofthe trigger. A wild yell burst from,the lips of the chief, and he clutchedmadly at the air, reeled, and fell fromhis saddle, rolling over like a ball ashe struck the ground. The death cry of the chief wasechoed by the braves coming on downthe valley, and a shower of arrows wassent after the fugitive pony arrow slightly wounded his horse,but the others did no damage, and inanother second Cody had dashed intothe pass well ahead of his foes. It. Short Bull. Kickint, Bear. War Chief Meilicine man Ogallala Sioux, leaders of Ghost Dance Warand Messiah Craze 62 BLAZING THE WESTWARD WAY was a hot cliase from then on untilthe pony rider came within siglit ofthe next station, when the Indiansdrew off and Cody dashed in on time,and in another minute was away onhis next run. On one of Codys rides he washalted in the canon one day by an outlaw named . who said to him: You are a mighty little feller to betakin such chances as this. Im as big as any other feller,said Cody. How do you make that out? thehighwayman asked. Well, you see Colonel Colt hasdone it, the youngster replied, pre-senting at the same time a mans sizerevolver of the pattern that was soprevalent and useful among the menof the frontier. And I can shoot ashard as if I was Ginral Jackson, headded. I spect you kin an I reckon youwoul
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